Reborn in the Chinese Entertainment Industry: You're a Director, But You're a Casanova?

Any freshman, even one with the guts to ride on Zhang Ziyi's popularity, would probably have their legs go weak in the face of this international movie star, who is now exuding an aura of power and accusation.

However, Niu Yuehua didn't care at all. 0.01 seconds after realizing that the other party was not Tong Yao at all, his magic energy started to operate at high speed.

"Aura Observation Technique! Activate!" His gaze pierced through Zhang Ziyi's aloof appearance.

Instead of the black and red aura representing anger above her head, a bright purple-gold aura swirled there, representing superior appreciation and scrutiny.

Alert lifted.

Niu Yuehua relaxed and reached out his hand again, saying without batting an eye:

"So it's Senior Sister Ziyi who's back in China. My apologies for not recognizing her. But what you said is a bit biased. That's not called riding on someone's coattails. It's me using the roughest film to pay the highest commercial tribute to your face, which is blessed by the gods."

Zhang Ziyi was stunned for a moment, and was unconsciously led astray, and subconsciously shook hands.

She clearly didn't expect that this freshman who was trying to ride the wave of popularity would not only be unafraid of her, but also shamelessly claim that the infringement was a commercial tribute.

Just as she came to her senses and prepared to continue applying pressure, the office door was pushed open again.

Tian Zhuangzhuang strolled in leisurely. "You two are already chatting?"

Tian Zhuangzhuang glanced at Niu Yuehua, walked to the main seat and sat down, and began to smooth things over and protect the short.

"Niu Yuehua, stop with the glib talk. Ziyi just returned from the United States, and the Central Academy of Drama informed her of your great achievements."

"They came here to confront me, you scoundrel! It's one thing to be opportunistic, but you even dared to set your sights on your senior sister!" Tian Zhuangzhuang scolded fiercely on the surface.

"Ziyi, this kid is a troublemaker, but he does have some professional skills. Today I'll make him apologize to you properly."

Zhang Ziyi, who rose to fame at a young age, naturally understood the subtext of Tian Zhuangzhuang's protectiveness.

However, she didn't really come here today to ruin this eccentric genius.

She turned around, crossed her arms, looked at Niu Yuehua, and pulled out her stern warning stick.

"Teacher Tian, ​​it's not that I'm not giving you face, but Niu Yuehua's film does have some talent in terms of composition and color, and its commercial value is also at its peak."

"But my agency isn't buying it. My agent has already prepared a lawyer's letter and plans to work with the Central Academy of Drama to put pressure on the Beijing Film Academy and formally sue Niu Yuehua for infringing on his portrait rights and reputation."

Zhang Ziyi stared into Niu Yuehua's eyes, trying to see panic on the young man's face.

"If I just nod my head, you'll be expelled from school tomorrow and burdened with huge debts."

However, she was disappointed. Niu Yuehua stood calmly in place, his eyes revealing a composure that he had seen through Niu's intentions.

"Senior, if you really wanted a lawyer to sue me, you should have sent the lawyer's letter to the school long ago, instead of you personally going to the director's office," Niu Yuehua said incisively.

"Tell me, senior sister, what do you want?"

Looking at this stubborn, insightful, and eccentric genius, Zhang Ziyi could no longer hide the admiration in her eyes, and she smiled.

"You're smart, I stopped your agent." Zhang Ziyi tapped Niu Yuehua's chest. "I don't agree to sue you because I think you still have some brains, better than those mediocre people who just follow the rules and make bad movies."

"But I have conditions." Zhang Ziyi's smile faded, and her tone became serious.

"I hope that before you graduate, you can produce some truly improved and presentable works of art."

"Stop with these petty stunts. Trying to get away with things by rolling around in the garbage dump is just too undignified."

"But if you're hopeless and only good at speculation, then I guarantee that before you graduate, I will agree to let the company, together with the Central Academy of Drama and the Beijing Film Academy, fire you."

After saying that, Zhang Ziyi nodded to Tian Zhuangzhuang, said goodbye, and left.

"Take care, Senior Sister Ziyi." Niu Yuehua waved dismissively.

After watching Zhang Ziyi's figure disappear at the end of the corridor, Tian Zhuangzhuang looked at Niu Yuehua with a half-smile.

"How does it feel to be challenged to a duel by an international superstar?"

"Three years is neither a long nor a short time, and it's not easy to make a name for yourself in it."

"Her status is already international; no matter how hard you try, it's hard to compare to her."

"Director Tian, ​​just you wait and see. It's just a three-year agreement, isn't it?" Niu Yuehua smiled.

"A child prodigy like me is least afraid of fortunes changing; never underestimate a young man's potential!"

At 2:30 p.m., in the studio, the team that Niu Yuehua had urgently summoned back was sitting in a row at the conference room table.

"I'm getting ready to shoot a short film."

"Brother Yuehua, didn't you say you were going to make a blockbuster movie? Why did you switch to making a short film?" Liu Yifei asked in confusion.

"The theatrical releases take too long and we don't have enough funding. Let's first go international, win an award, and raise our profile so we can harvest more profits later."

Niu Yuehua began to paint a rosy picture for these unsophisticated employees, explaining the phenomenal masterpiece he was about to unveil in Berlin.

"This film is at most 15 minutes long. The entire screen is divided into four equal quadrilaterals. The four images represent the perspectives of four surveillance cameras. The plot progresses synchronously in the same scene at the same time. The images from the four perspectives intertwine, the sound is consistent, and finally they converge perfectly at one point at the climax."

"This is the ultimate deconstructionism, this is avant-garde art. If this were shown in Berlin, the judges would kneel down and call it 'daddy' on the spot."

Although Liu Xiaoli didn't understand the technology, she asked a question after hearing the fancy terms.

"What about the set and actors? That must have cost a lot of money, right?"

"We can film the scenes in the parking lot of the commercial street. Mr. Zhao is a generous sponsor, and he even provides three meals a day. It's zero cost."

"As for the actors, all of you will go and play minor roles."

"I'm so pretty, I can only be an extra..." Tang Yan muttered to herself.

"This film is a complete one-man show by a man."

Liu Xiaoli then asked, "So, who should we choose for the male lead? That must cost money, right?"

Niu Yuehua grinned and said confidently, "I've already found the two male leads. The male lead doesn't even need to leave the campus; he'll be right here at the Beijing Film Academy."

"Have you heard of Huang Bo? He was already the male lead in Guanhu Movies before he entered the school, but he only got into the dubbing class of the vocational college. He's in the same year as us."

"This guy looks like a mantis shrimp from the Yellow Sea or Bohai Sea, and he's feeling inferior in a school full of handsome men and beautiful women. If I go and invite him, it'll be a piece of cake, right?"

"What about the second male lead?" Little Zhang Ziyi, oh no... Tong Yao asked curiously.

"The second male lead is currently a gold mine that has not yet been mined by anyone."

"I'll go to the entrance of Beijing Film Studio first thing tomorrow morning to recruit extras."

Wang Baoqiang just came out of Shaolin Temple, and now he probably can't even afford a meat bun. Fifty yuan should be enough for him, right?